why i hate the rain

watching the clock
wishing
wanting you
to
say
come over
for slow songs and candle lights
i wondered if you were thinking about slow songs and candle lights
and me
listening to the rainfall
i
was trapped in our past
couldnt get past our past
i
knew these thoughts couldnt last
but it was fun to reminisce about our past
my mind painted pictures of your smile
and tonight
i wanted to see your smile
piercing through raindrops
i wanted to hear your moan quiet the thunder
watching to clock
wishing
wanting you
to
say
come over
wondering why i let the rain get me like this....
(quiet da artist/2007)

roles

i couldnt even think of an answer in time
standing between a rock and a hard place
i never thought y'all would come face to face
every moment was so methodically planned
but today
we three stood
and
i
was completely speachless
every word that ran through my mind played out the end of an untold lie
she was nobody
but at the same time she was everybody
every time i went out for gas or butter pecan ice cream
every late night at work
every extended business trip
she was nobody
but at the same time she was everybody
everybody that you had forgotten how to be
she was quiet when the game was on
she was loud when the lights were low
she was affectionate when the mood was right
she was distant when i needed time alone
she was nobody
but at the same time
she was where my heart wanted to be
she was my comfort zone
she was my life
my passion
my salvation
she was the side of me that you would never understand
never tried to understand
never embraced
so as the master of ceremonies called my name
she and i walked to the stage
hand in hand
softly i grabbed the mic
cleared my throat
and together
she and i stood and passionately playing through pros
we shifted through similies
and
melted into metephors
she quieted the noise that cluttered my soul
she was my peace
at that moment
she was my everybody
and you
well
we all have roles to play
(quite da artist/copyright 2007)

secret rendevous

as soon as our eyes touched
the situation changed
the two of us
alone
in a crowd
wondering where we could go
unnoticed
instant attraction
there was something sexy about everything you did
and i could tell by your stare
that every move was deliberately made
to entice my heartbeat
so i smiled as i watched you
you sat so lady like
as you leaned back in your chair
slowly licking your lips
you
slid your hand to the tip of your skirt
then quickly
you
caught my eye
stood up and
walked away
i
couldnt help but follow
your fragrance led me to the quietest place we could find
and there we touched
we kissed
we caressed
until
we couldnt control ourselves
i lifted your skirt
and before i could consider they consequences of our actions
we were in the midst of lust
i heard you smile
as i pushed every button i could find
i told you to enjoy the ride
as we flew past ecstasy
this was never my fantasy
if the world could see us now
they would place labels on us like scarlet letters
but in the heat of passion
neither one of us cared
so
we continued to explore the depths of our soul
and if only for a minutes
we
made the world stop spinning
i delighted her deepest desires
she incited my id
(elated my ego and seduced my super-ego)
she was sexy
and we
we found a place to be
sexy together
the quietest place we could find
our
little
secret
rendezvous
(quiet da artist/copyright 2007)

granite heart

somewhere between
fistfights
and fucking
we realized that our situation wasnt forever
laughing through lies
and lying about misplaced emotion
we hated the thought of being apart
but being together
kept us confined
trapped
living in a false sense of security
so
like wrist bound by shackles
together we stayed
pretending to be perfect
we covered our handcuffs with diamonds
and called them bracelets
trying to hide the scars with make-up
sex
lies
and
food
we
didnt know how to walk away
we
took advise from fools
trapped in the similar situation
then
stood in glass houses
throwing stones at hearts that were strong enough to be alone
we
sat between
fistfights and fucking
acting as if love flowed
but our hearts were made of stone
covered in mistrust
misuse
and misunderstanding
we
missed being in love
so together
we
just
sat
between fistfights and fucking
holding on to heartache
and tossing stones as big as boulders
hoping to hurt love
the way love
had hurt us
(quiet da artist/copyright 2007)